My Death Countdown (by Netulla) novel Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Kiersten came downstairs with a large suitcase, and when she saw Adrien waiting for her below, she immediately rushed over to him.

“Adrien, I thought you were still angry with me. I’m sorry, it was my fault that day, I said the wrong thing. Thank you for forgiving me.”

The strong scent from her hair filled Adrien’s nose, making his stomach churn uncontrollably once again.

But he said nothing, forcing himself to suppress the discomfort that crept up his nerves.

With one hand pulling the luggage and the other wrapped around her waist, he slowly walked toward the car.

Kiersten glanced at his hand resting on her waist, a secret delight rising in her heart, and a blush spreading across her cheeks.

This was the first time in the five months since they met that Adrien had taken the initiative to be physically close to her.

She thought he had finally moved past his grief, that he had come to terms with everything and decided to be with her. Her tone was full of joy and excitement.

“Have you not been eating properly lately? You look so thin, it makes my heart ache.”

Adrien responded with a quiet hum and opened the trunk.

Kiersten was about to say something more, but caught sight of the empty trunk out of the corner of her eye, a hint of surprise flashing in her gaze.

“Aren’t we going on a trip? Adrien, why didn’t you bring anything?”

Adrien stared at her for a long moment before finally uttering a few words.

“Isn’t it enough that I have you?”

Kiersten interpreted his words as him entrusting the entire trip to her, and her smile grew even brighter.

She helped him lift the luggage into the car, then took his hand and led him toward the front.

“Let’s make a deal first: on this trip, you have to listen to me. If I want you to eat well, you have to eat well. If I want you to take pictures for me…”

Once Kiersten started talking, she couldn’t stop.

Adrien listened to her chatter the whole way, rarely responding.

Only when she felt neglected and looked over at him did he reply with a word or two.

Gradually, Kiersten sensed that something was off about his mood today and hesitantly asked him.

“Adrien, are you unhappy? Why aren’t you talking?”

Adrien glanced at the navigation screen, his tone very calm.

“It’s snowing in New Rochelle, all the traffic is stopped. I changed our destination; we’re heading to the seaside in- stead.”

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